"Hmm."
At this moment, Yin Changli indeed didn't have the mind to think about these things.
The thought of meeting Yin Fengqi shortly made Yin Changli somewhat nervous; he had always harbored a certain fear towards this man since childhood.
Even though this person was his father.
During his time in the Medical King Valley, when Yin Changli saw other disciples occasionally being visited by their parents, he couldn't help but feel envious. Many times he'd wished that his father were an ordinary person.
To many, having an emperor for a father might seem enviable, but only Yin Changli knew how unfortunate it was to be born into the royal family.
The carriage slowly arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Palace.
As soon as they reached the entrance, the guards stopped them.
